Illiana's Library.

lol. I'm just sort of looking for inspiration and ideas.

I have a collection of fantasy art in general, categorized by races: elves, Drow, Shapechangers, Andaman. And also by class/profession, like Beastmasters, Druids, Rangers, Warriors, Maidens, etc. You have but to name your poison, Sir. :)
 
I have a collection of fantasy art in general, categorized by races: elves, Drow, Shapechangers, Andaman. And also by class/profession, like Beastmasters, Druids, Rangers, Warriors, Maidens, etc. You have but to name your poison, Sir. :)

Hmmm. Anything in the lines of....Sexy space elves? (if you've ever played the Phantasy Star series, you know what I mean)
 
Hmmm. Anything in the lines of....Sexy space elves? (if you've ever played the Phantasy Star series, you know what I mean)

Afraid I have no space elves, just medieval fantasy ones. Most all the pictures I have I'll have to work over in Photoshop to post them here though, so that will take some time.
 
Afraid I have no space elves, just medieval fantasy ones. Most all the pictures I have I'll have to work over in Photoshop to post them here though, so that will take some time.

Dark elf gals aren't bad. Especially if they're like Pirotess from Lodoss.
 
Dark elf gals aren't bad. Especially if they're like Pirotess from Lodoss.

I'd have to let you be the judge of that. But some of the pictures in my collection are ones I saw posted here in Veroe's thread, so you've probably seen them before.
 
*Wanders into the the library's main sitting room, waving hello to Thyri and Raven*
 
*Waves at Fr33k, patting the seat next to me.

Hi Fr33k. Want to sit down and visit?

*Drawing the small dark steel flask from a side pocket, he takes a sip and sits next to his elven friend* I'll visit, but I don't promise to be great for conversation. *chuckles a bit*
 
*Drawing the small dark steel flask from a side pocket, he takes a sip and sits next to his elven friend* I'll visit, but I don't promise to be great for conversation. *chuckles a bit*

*Slips an arm around his shoulders, hugging him comfortingly.*

It's okay. I'll probably have to get to sleep soon. My writing is only partly done, but it's not progressing too well. I'll put it away and try again tomorrow.
 
*Slips an arm around his shoulders, hugging him comfortingly.*

It's okay. I'll probably have to get to sleep soon. My writing is only partly done, but it's not progressing too well. I'll put it away and try again tomorrow.

Your muse slipping again, dear? That's no good. What are you writing exactly? Perhaps I might be able to feed you inspiration. I'm good at that....
 
Your muse slipping again, dear? That's no good. What are you writing exactly? Perhaps I might be able to feed you inspiration. I'm good at that....

This writing tonight is a post for an email story I'm doing with Miranda aka SmallnCute. It's a story about an American woman in her late 20s who goes to England for a job opportunity after college only to find that the company who offered her the position was now under investigation for fraud. Having spent all her savings just getting there, she ends up taking a position as a live in maid for a family whose mother is undergoing chemotherapy. The father travels as part of his job, and so the American woman is thrown together with the young daughter.

The two young women become close and although neither had ever considered a same sex relationship before, they have the opportunity to explore.

The problem I'm having today is that I went back and read my role plays since coming to Lit, and the last posts I made in most of them a month or two ago, since Jan. The writing I did then was so good! And I compared it to what I'm writing now and got a little depressed today. I'm still trying with this one role play that is still active, but it's discouraging.
 
This writing tonight is a post for an email story I'm doing with Miranda aka SmallnCute. It's a story about an American woman in her late 20s who goes to England for a job opportunity after college only to find that the company who offered her the position was now under investigation for fraud. Having spent all her savings just getting there, she ends up taking a position as a live in maid for a family whose mother is undergoing chemotherapy. The father travels as part of his job, and so the American woman is thrown together with the young daughter.

The two young women become close and although neither had ever considered a same sex relationship before, they have the opportunity to explore.

The problem I'm having today is that I went back and read my role plays since coming to Lit, and the last posts I made in most of them a month or two ago, since Jan. The writing I did then was so good! And I compared it to what I'm writing now and got a little depressed today. I'm still trying with this one role play that is still active, but it's discouraging.

Sounds like an interesting read. Thyri, I think the thing that most writers do that undermines their capabilities is compare current and past works. Writing evolves and changes, ebbs and flows like the sea. Your writing isn't worse than it was back then, it's just different. You can't expect to sit and write a novel every time you post. If you do that to yourself, you will always end up disappointed in the outcome, save the one or two times you succeed. I know everyone writes differently, but I do think that putting yourself in the mindframe of "wow, this is so much worse than what I used to write" is just hurting your writing. Focus on the here, the now, and then use that inspiration to post, no matter how brief or long-winded it might come out. the content is the point.

And if it's the content you feel isn't up to snuff, then remember, it's all in how your partner reads it. If they're enjoying it, then you have no qualms to fear. So ask them from time to time, "is this working for you?" if it is, then keep at it. If not, then is the time to worry about or be discouraged about how you write. And even then, chemistry shifts just as easily between writers. If the mood isn't there, then wait until it is. Ask for a reprieve. Don't try to force it, because that's almost always worse than anything you might write otherwise.

*Sighs a bit, smiling ruefully for being so long-winded himself*
 
Sounds like an interesting read. Thyri, I think the thing that most writers do that undermines their capabilities is compare current and past works. Writing evolves and changes, ebbs and flows like the sea. Your writing isn't worse than it was back then, it's just different. You can't expect to sit and write a novel every time you post. If you do that to yourself, you will always end up disappointed in the outcome, save the one or two times you succeed. I know everyone writes differently, but I do think that putting yourself in the mindframe of "wow, this is so much worse than what I used to write" is just hurting your writing. Focus on the here, the now, and then use that inspiration to post, no matter how brief or long-winded it might come out. the content is the point.

And if it's the content you feel isn't up to snuff, then remember, it's all in how your partner reads it. If they're enjoying it, then you have no qualms to fear. So ask them from time to time, "is this working for you?" if it is, then keep at it. If not, then is the time to worry about or be discouraged about how you write. And even then, chemistry shifts just as easily between writers. If the mood isn't there, then wait until it is. Ask for a reprieve. Don't try to force it, because that's almost always worse than anything you might write otherwise.

*Sighs a bit, smiling ruefully for being so long-winded himself*

Actually, thank you. That advice does help a lot. I have usually posted long posts, but not because I have a word count limit or something. It's just that I have an idea or inspiration what I want to cover, and however long it takes to cover that is how long the post ends up being. Sometimes its a few paragraphs, but usually it's longer.

And I know my writing is still correct, as far as technically (grammar, spelling, noun/verb agreement, tense, etc.) It just seemed like my creativity and intensity of feeling was better before. Maybe its a question of inspiration.

Your advice to not force it is good advice. I was trying to get my groove back by making myself turn the response around in a day or two max. It has been taking me a week ( I get the response from her on Monday or Tuesday and then would answer on the weekend.) But I'm trying to make myself do it in hopes that my writing will come back to me by force, I guess.

In addition tonight and last night, some friends have sought my advice on various things that were bothering them, relationship wise. It took most of the evenings, and I put that first. If my friends come to me like that, I consider it an honor and a trust.
 
Actually, thank you. That advice does help a lot. I have usually posted long posts, but not because I have a word count limit or something. It's just that I have an idea or inspiration what I want to cover, and however long it takes to cover that is how long the post ends up being. Sometimes its a few paragraphs, but usually it's longer.

And I know my writing is still correct, as far as technically (grammar, spelling, noun/verb agreement, tense, etc.) It just seemed like my creativity and intensity of feeling was better before. Maybe its a question of inspiration.

Your advice to not force it is good advice. I was trying to get my groove back by making myself turn the response around in a day or two max. It has been taking me a week ( I get the response from her on Monday or Tuesday and then would answer on the weekend.) But I'm trying to make myself do it in hopes that my writing will come back to me by force, I guess.

In addition tonight and last night, some friends have sought my advice on various things that were bothering them, relationship wise. It took most of the evenings, and I put that first. If my friends come to me like that, I consider it an honor and a trust.

Yeah, we do our worst when we try to make it work, and our best when we're not even trying. (God, there I go being all overly wordy again...one of my personal faults)

When you're helping someone get through a difficult issue, your writing will of course be tinged with that a bit. That tends to mess with your flow, so writing then will often feel forced or less effective. It's hard to express while trying to help others express or understand.
 
Yeah, we do our worst when we try to make it work, and our best when we're not even trying. (God, there I go being all overly wordy again...one of my personal faults)

When you're helping someone get through a difficult issue, your writing will of course be tinged with that a bit. That tends to mess with your flow, so writing then will often feel forced or less effective. It's hard to express while trying to help others express or understand.

That's probably what it is then. Always before, when I would sit to write a post, it was easy to get into the character's mind space and the writing just flowed easily. You could say it just poured out. Now it seems more forced and stilted. Probably because I'm trying to force it. :rolleyes:

Thank you so much for the advice. I'm going to ponder it but I'm heading to bed for now and let my mind rest. Good night Fr33k, Good night Dragon.

*Hugs both of them before heading out.
 
That's probably what it is then. Always before, when I would sit to write a post, it was easy to get into the character's mind space and the writing just flowed easily. You could say it just poured out. Now it seems more forced and stilted. Probably because I'm trying to force it. :rolleyes:

Thank you so much for the advice. I'm going to ponder it but I'm heading to bed for now and let my mind rest. Good night Fr33k, Good night Dragon.

*Hugs both of them before heading out.

Sleep well Thyri, pleasant dreams.

*As she departs, he has another swill of his flask*
 
*Jimmying the lock on the library and finding my way to the media room again, a moment later has the widescreen warming up, tuned to the Versus channel for the last bull riding event until August. I find a cold soda in the fridge Illiana keeps stocked for guests and settle in, kick my shoes off and put my feet up on a convenient stack of books.


Ah, this is the life! :)
 
*Jimmying the lock on the library and finding my way to the media room again, a moment later has the widescreen warming up, tuned to the Versus channel for the last bull riding event until August. I find a cold soda in the fridge Illiana keeps stocked for guests and settle in, kick my shoes off and put my feet up on a convenient stack of books.


Ah, this is the life! :)

You...know Luna and I were left keys, right?
 
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